Alien world

Chapter 1456 90. People from the Chaos Sect
The bard picked up the lute and began to sing on the stage.

"How did you two know each other?" Skeleton King asked Annan.

"At that time, I had just arrived in Breeze City and had some interactions with the Scavengers. I helped them uncover the conspiracy of the ratmen. This guy was imprisoned in the Scavengers' dungeon at the time, and I borrowed his piano to compose "My Heart Will Go On." " Following the bard's bleak autumn singing, I fell into memories.

"It was a wonderful time... Olmedo's father tried every means to kill me, and I fought him with wits and courage, and by the way, we tacitly dug out the ratmen hiding in Breeze City."

I must have been extremely upset at the time and hated Augusta National. But as time went by, the pain faded away and time made the past more sweet...

No wonder some people always like to reminisce about the past, no matter whether it was bitter or sweet.

"Do you have such a story with Miss Olmedo?" Faro asked curiously.

Annan woke up from his memories and joked, "So if Augusta bullies me, I will bully his daughter."

Annan was able to reconcile with Augusta, after all, Augusta "just" wanted to kill him...

But it is difficult for the eldest and second sisters, and at most they will not transfer their hatred to Olmedo.

It's not just Annan who is reminiscing. The songs of the bards of the Chaos Cult seem to have magic power, making those who hear them fall into memories.
Lilith floated above the arena, like an observer, quietly overlooking everything that happened in the arena.

The bard didn't seem to be here to cause trouble, or maybe he just came to say hello and performed a perfect song.

If he were in a pub, coins would have been thrown at him like snowflakes.

After playing a song, the bard bowed to the audience and judges.

"It's a great performance, it reminds me of my days in Breeze City." Annan was the first to praise.

"Me too, but that time was certainly not a good one." Faru said with a bitter face.

Skeleton King gave his evaluation on the artistic quality, while Siren said frankly that the bard's singing and playing had the same magic as Siren.

Using non-natural external forces to participate in the competition will definitely be judged as a violation, but the magic is not the bard's singing, but the sound of his piano.

The bard uses fingering to blend the sound of the piano with magic power to construct a dreamland. This alone is enough to make him a master.

Who says acquired talent is not talent?
After the Scarlet Queen finished telling her story about her past, Annan asked, "I have a question, Vic."

"Please speak, my lord."

The bard was polite and courteous, and he didn't look like a villain from the Chaos Cult at all.

"Is this the reason you joined the chaos?"

Annan remembered that he once thought that human aesthetics had reached its limit and that chaos had infinite beauty, so he joined the Chaos Sect.

The audience was immediately shocked. This guy was actually from the Chaos Sect!

But the commotion only lasted for a while. Didn’t you see that Lord Annan and that guy looked like old friends?

As expected of Lord Annan, he even has his own people in the Chaos Sect!

"It's just one of those things, my Lord. I still see truth in the chaos."

"Yeah."

Annan did not comment and planned to talk to him after the game.

"you do this delibrately?"

The Siren had been staring at Annan with a scrutinizing and considering look since he opened his mouth.

"What's the purpose?"

"You don't want to be associated with the Chaos Cult, nor do you want to provoke them, so you deliberately reveal his identity so that the audience won't vote for him."

Having said that, the Siren felt that she needed to get to know this human lord again.

Snapped--

Annan suddenly slapped his forehead in annoyance. "I forgot about this. Will it prevent him from advancing to the top 100?"

The Skeleton King's soul fire flickered, and he seemed to be laughing: "Ms. Erlin, some things are not complicated. The truth is often on the surface."

……

The bard returned to the contestant's seat and received many strange looks.

Rejection, curiosity, and hostility.

After all, order is naturally opposed to chaos. They are not promiscuous warlocks, and their liking for the chaos camp is inherently disgusting.

However, the people of Annan are more accepting.

"You actually know Lord Annan." Bean said to the bard who sat back in his seat.

"Aren't you afraid of me?"

Bean: "You are Lord Annan's friend, so I have nothing to fear."

Annan’s will is the will of the people of Free City, Annan’s enemies are the enemies of the people of Free City, and Annan’s friends are the friends of the people of Free City.

"Friends..." The bard chewed on the word and chuckled, "Your lord really likes making friends with others."

Peterson walked onto the stage and shouted, "Next, please welcome the youngest contestant - No. 643, Ruth!"

"It's our turn." Bean stood up.

"I wish you success," said the bard.

"Thank you." Bean took Ruth's hand and walked to the front of the stage amid applause from all directions.

"Don't be nervous, it's just like practicing in the garden." Bean squatted down and gently pushed Ruth onto the stage.

"Why is there a little nose here?"

Seeing that it was a little boy who couldn't even walk in a straight line, the Siren leader said in an unladylike manner.

"Doesn't this just prove that he is extremely talented?" Annan sat up a little straighter so that he could see more clearly.

Liberty City had the most successful contestants, a total of fifteen, but only two and a half of them were locals of Liberty City.

Ruth is that half - although he is from Conch City, Bean adopted him, so how can he not be considered a Liberty City person?
Peterson handed the microphone to Ruth and left the stage.

Ruth held the microphone in her left hand, and nervously tugged at the corner of her clothes with her right hand, and began to sing a hymn.

As soon as the penetrating child's voice sounded, Annan's eyes lit up.

Ruth's voice is not pure, but rather hoarse, but it gives the hymn some depth, as if she is slowly telling a story.

It’s a pity that the environment of the Colosseum is not suitable for singing hymns - a wide venue with multiple echoes like a church is the most suitable place for singing hymns.

After singing the last syllable, Bean in the audience pumped his fist excitedly.

The performance was perfect. Although Ruth was nervous, she didn't make any mistakes, which was perfect for a six-year-old child.

It's the judges' turn to comment.

Annan: “That sounds good!”

Faro: "It's very special. In addition to the children's voices, there is also the flavor of adults."

The Siren leader: "I like your voice, Xiaobi. Has your throat ever been injured before?"

Skeleton King: "Excellent performance, with both the ethereal feeling of a choir and the stories of a bard."

Scarlet Queen: "I have a servant of the Earl who is just like you. His throat was pierced by a spear by a legendary warrior. I gave him a drop of blood to bring him back to life..."

(End of this chapter)